Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao was so stunned by her that she suddenly became a little angry, and the staff's service quality was too poor.

"Hurry up and go to the side, don't stand here to hinder me, don't you see that there are so many people lined up behind?" The clerk shouted impatiently.

Lan Xiao felt a little embarrassed, pouting, and left the window unhappy.

She walked back to Wen Muchu angrily, biting her lip and muttering unhappily: "The service staff here are too bad, right? I just asked, is it necessary to be so fierce? I am The one who came to withdraw the money didn't come to be angry with her. I was so angry."

Wen Muchu looked at her angry pouting appearance, curled his lips and smiled softly.

What to do, he thinks she is angry now, whether she is stupid, stupid, or confused, he just thinks she is cute.

Well, cute and funny.

"Don't get angry, it's not worth it. Let's sit there and wait for a while, maybe the front desk will be back soon."

Lan Xiao couldn't help but nodded dullly.

The two found a place to sit down, Lan Xiao drooped his head and fell silent.

It was really bad luck today. I finally returned home at noon. I thought I could reunite with my dad and talk about what happened in school these days, but Liu Shan made such a farce.

At this moment, I finally sorted out my mood and Wen Muchu's handling of cheque exchange, and finally I met a bank employee with a proud service attitude.

How can she be so angry every day?

The more I thought about it, the more depressed Lan Xiao was, biting her lips tightly, her fingers clutching the seat, and her fingertips turned white.

Wen Muchu naturally noticed that there was something wrong with Lan Xiao, and he frowned slightly as he looked at her white fingers.

He stretched out his hand and opened her fingers holding the chair seat, and gently rubbed it twice.

"Really angry?"

Lan Xiao looked up at him, inexplicably sad.

The grievances in my heart rush like a howling wave.

She threw herself into his arms, choking and crying.

"I'm so sad, can you let me hold it for a while?"

After Wen Muchu was taken aback, he only felt a faint pain in his heart, a trace of pain flashed under his eyes, and he reached out and hugged her tightly.

Lan Xiao shrank into his arms and said in a sullen voice, "Wen Muchu, you are so nice...your embrace is so warm..."

Her heart is not so cold anymore.

Wen Muchu didn't respond, just held her shoulders and patted gently.

Lan Xiao crawled in his arms and remained silent for a long time.

Soon, the front desk staff came back slowly.

Wen Muchu calmed Lan Xiao and sat there still, he went to ask the front desk staff.

The front desk clerk did not lift his head, and lazily replied: "Sorry, there is a set time for cash exchange business, every Saturday morning and noon for half an hour. It is half past two, you can come before half past two. Well, now, after this time period, it can’t be processed. You should come back next week.”

Before Wen Muchu said anything, Lan Xiao heard these words from a distance.

She immediately became angry, walked to the front desk angrily, and said angrily: "We came long ago. When we came, the time has not yet arrived. It was you, the front desk who was negligent and not at work, which delayed our handling. Best time. Do you know how much we will lose if we wait one more week?"